There are still 5 minutes until the game officially starts.

The smell in the visiting team's locker room is still bad.

The starting players of the Bucks Steelers couldn't wait to leave the locker room and line up in the player tunnel.

But Coach Carter looked calm and was not affected by the harsh environment in the locker room at all.

"The Corsairs have a clear home advantage and they fight very fiercely, so our players who have the ball must pay attention to protecting the ball under their feet and not make mistakes because of their fighting."

"In addition, our basic strategy in the first half was to play defensive counterattacks, and our formation was 4231."

After these words were spoken, all the team members looked at each other in bewilderment.

When they usually train within the team, the formation they play most often is 442, and the diamond positioning of 442 is also what they are most familiar with. Although they have also practiced the 4231 formation, the number of times is too few after all.

Coach Carter said, "Hey, Paul, you and Bread will play as double defensive midfielders."

"Yes! Coach!" a burly player from the training team said excitedly.

Coach Carter said, "Boll, your job is to keep an eye on No. 10 Albert. Wherever he goes, you go. If he goes to the sidelines to drink water, you have to follow him to pee! Do you understand?"

Bol put his hands behind his back and said solemnly, "Yes, coach! I promise to keep a close eye on that bastard!"

Carter then said to the temporary worker: "Temporary worker, your task is not to attack, but to defend with all your strength. In the first half, if the left wing where you are is penetrated, you will die!"

The temporary worker shuddered and said, "Coach, I will try my best."

"Effort? Is effort enough?" Carter sneered, "What I want is desperate efforts! I want you to run as hard as you can in the first half, regardless of your physical strength!"

The temporary worker gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Coach! I will fight to the death!"

Carter turned to Bread and said, "Bread, you should always help the left side. I don't need you to assist. You just need to see the space on the left and behind Boll."

Bread nodded heavily, "Yes, coach."

Carter continued, "Remember, our tactics in the first half are focused on defense, and then counterattack! As long as the ball is hit within the 30-meter danger zone in our half, don't hesitate, immediately kick the ball to the other half and let the frontcourt players fight for the opportunity themselves."

"If we can get the ball, the attack in the front court should still be centered around the water gate."

"Minato, your role in the first half is number 9. I will give you 80% of the firing rights. If you have the chance, just shoot boldly."

Minato said happily, "Yes! Coach!"

Number 9.5 is a very awesome position.

On the football field, some numbers have clear position attributes. For example, No. 1 is definitely the number of the main goalkeeper, No. 2 and No. 3 are basically the numbers of the main full-backs, No. 4 and No. 5 are typical central defenders, No. 8 is the number of the defensive midfielder who is responsible for connecting the front and back in the middle of the midfield, No. 9 and No. 11 are the numbers of the forwards who are responsible for scoring goals, among which No. 9 focuses more on the center forward, and No. 10 is generally the core of the frontcourt organization, the attacking midfielder, and also has the characteristic of "the best person in the team."

Generally speaking, when playing street football, the players of the two teams don’t know each other, but as long as they go hard at the opposing No. 10, they will definitely go no wrong.

As for No. 9.5, it does not refer to the jersey number, but a frontcourt free man position between No. 9 and No. 10.

No. 9 is the shadow striker. Players in this position need to have the goal-scoring ability of a striker while being able to retreat to the midfield to organize the attack.

The tactics of the entire team will revolve around the number 9.5. Even the forward will try to pass the ball to the number 9.5 whenever possible.

but……

What puzzled Gu Ran deeply was that such tactics could only be described as "crude".

Logically speaking, this should not be Carter's coaching level. After all, Carter is the coach who can lead the Southampton school team to the top 32 high schools in the country.

Does Carter want to rely on such a defensive strategy to tie the powerful Corsairs?

Being able to tie the opponent on the road is actually a big victory for the Milwaukee Bucks.

But the problem is that such a crude tactic may not be able to be defended, let alone score a goal.

Gu Ran couldn't help but frown slightly.

Coach Carter then said to the glider, "Glider, you should try to run as much as possible in the opponent's penalty area and create more space. If you are sure, shoot. If you are not sure, pass the ball, just like we practiced before."

"Yes, coach!" the glider nodded in response.

"And, Rusty!" Carter said in a deep voice, "You have to retreat and defend honestly today, and help the temporary worker on your left to fill the gap behind you."

Rusty patted his chest and said, "Coach, don't worry, I'm here, the defense will be fine! Coach, can we go to the player tunnel? It's too uncomfortable to stay here!"

Coach Carter looked around and said coldly, "You can't stand it? Do you feel frustrated coming to Manchester? Do you feel angry? Do you feel you have been treated unfairly?"

The players all lowered their heads in silence.

Carter sneered: "That's right."

“Competitive games are never as glamorous as what you see on TV.”

"This is full of hostility, full of discrimination, and full of all kinds of despicable actions!"

"You feel aggrieved, angry, and unfair, but this makes no sense at all."

"Your grievances cannot change anything."

"The only thing you can do is to go on the field like a real man, use your body to collide with your opponent, use your cooperation to block your opponent, and use your will to defeat your opponent!"

"This is the spirit of the Bucks Steelhorns!"

"You need to be real men and step hard on your opponents' faces in front of their fans. Let them realize that we are not easy to mess with!"

"Otherwise, you have no right to complain!"

Carter's voice was not loud, but every word he said was powerful and sonorous.

The eyes of all the players present were red and their fists were clenched.

Gu Ran tried hard to control his surging heartbeat, and secretly warned himself: Don’t be a middle school student, don’t be a middle school student…

Coaches in PUA...

Coach Carter's sharp eyes swept across the faces of each player, and his voice suddenly rose: "Tell me, are you cowards? Are you cowards from Southampton?!"

"No! Coach! We are not!"

The entire visiting team’s locker room was filled with roars!

Every player of the Bucks Steel Horns was full of murderous intent! Carter continued to ask loudly: "Tell me, did you come to Manchester just to eat their lunch?"

"No! Coach! We are not!"

"Tell me, did you come to Manchester just to lose to those bastards who humiliated you so that they could comfortably advance to the round of 16?"

"NO!!! COACH!!! WE ARE NOT!!!"

Carter nodded in satisfaction, "Very good - then prove it to me!"

Captain Bread stood up and shouted, "Steelhorn! Fuck them!"

"Fuck them! Fuck them!!!"

The roar of the Milwaukee Steelhorns players almost lifted the roof of the locker room, and even the iron lockers were buzzing! ... Too chuunibyou.

Gu Ran complained in his heart, but at the same time, his blood was boiling, and he roared with the whole team! The blood was rushing in his veins, and his adrenaline was soaring, he couldn't control it!

This is football! The two teams walked out of their respective locker rooms at the same time and lined up in the player tunnel, waiting to enter the field.

The home team Buccaneers stood on the left side of the player tunnel, and the visiting team Bucks Steelhorns stood on the right side of the player tunnel - although it was an amateur game, everything was carried out according to the regular procedures of professional games.

The referees appointed by the English Football Association took their positions and led the starting players of both teams onto the green field.

The Manchester students at the scene waved flags and cheered wildly!

"The pirate ship will win!"

"5:1! 5:1! 5:1!"

"Albert I love you!"

"You stinky fishmonger, eat my ass..."

(End of this chapter)